The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Zi Han felt a wave of numbness spread from his scalp to his toes as they curled up. That’s because Yi Chen licked the tip of his cock while urging him to call out ‘husband’. Zi Han raised his head almost straining his neck intending to scold him but what he saw had his heart throbbing.

Yi Chen was staring at him with a thin colorless viscous liquid drooping at the tip of his tongue. The thin thread was from the tip of his hardness when Yi Chen licked it.

Coupled with that lustful gaze it painted a scene so seductive that Zi Han couldn’t speak for a second. Yi Chen stared back into his deep dark eyes and slowly lowered his head. While holding that intense gaze his tongue swirled around the sensitive tip like he was licking soft serve ice cream melting from the hot sun.

“Haa.... mn.... ah fuck,” moaned and groaned Zi Han as he ran his hand up his neck and clavicle touching himself. Seeing this Yi Chen’s gaze deepened while biting his lower lip bewitched by this vixen.

“Baby, call me husband and I will.... I will,” he said tripping over his words at the end. That’s because Zi Han slowly rubbed his (Zi Han) lips in a sexual manner before partially opening his lips and sliding his middle finger into his mouth. After seeing that how could Yi Chen remember what he was saying?

“Or you will what?” asked Zi Han after slowly sliding his finger out of his mouth in a provocative manner, “You can’t ask for husband privileges at boyfriend prices.”

Yi Chen licked his lips before saying, “I will marry you if you want.”

Zi Han, “...”

.....

Was he so casual about this? Doesn’t one need to think it through carefully before throwing out a proposal?

Zi Han was about to retort when Yi Chen’s fingers slid down a little further and touched a special place making Zi Han shiver from the thrilling experience but before he could fully bask in it, it was taken away.

Zi Han suddenly felt a sudden emptiness as his desire to be filled grew stronger. Unable to bare the feeling anymore Zi Han pursed his lips tightly before calling out in a soft barely audible voice. “Ah.... husband,” he said with the redness on his face spreading to his neck.

Yi Chen smiled foolishly while biting his lip as he moved upwards to face Zi Han. “Husband what?” he asked with his hand resting on Zi Han’s cheek.

His thumb brushed against his lover’s skin with a hint of obsession in his eyes. “Husband what?” He asked his lips lightly brushing against his.

Zi Han looked into his eyes and raised his head slightly to kiss his lips but Yi Chen moved back a little avoiding him.

Zi Han placed his hand on Yi Chen’s nape and pulled him down before whispering to him his voice as sweet as honey drooping down a spindle.

“Husband... fuck me,” he said.

Yi Chen’s blood surged hearing this.

“Ugh, you are going to kill me you know that?” whispered Yi Chen before pressing his lips against Zi Han’s kissing him until he was breathless.

Breathing heavily with his eyes closed Zi Han felt that finger slip in and out of his body. He didn’t know why it felt so good nor did he want Yi Chen to stop.

Thus when one finger changed to two he didn’t have much of a reaction except slightly knitting his brows getting used to it. A tingling sensation spread all over his body as he curled up his toes involuntarily.

“Ah fuck... mm baby ah,” groaned Zi Han his body writhing in contentment.

Yi Chen felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction seeing him like this and it was all because of him. Only he could see such a version of Zi Han. Only he could make Zi Han moan like that.

Before Zi Han could soar into the skies and experience seventh heaven Yi Chen stopped.

Feeling rather discontent he pulled Yi Chen over as though begging him to continue but Yi Chen stroked his hair and whispered, “Bear with my love. I will make you feel good in a minute.”

Zi Han watched Yi Chen step off the bed and unbuckle his belt looking like a delicious fresh-out-of-the-oven pastry at a bakery.

His gaze swept over Yi Chen’s toned muscles and sensual abs glowing under the light luring him. When Yi Chen unzipped his pants and pulled them down Zi Han felt like he had been set alight.

His gaze shifted downwards and he was met by that robust waist and the impressive member twitching in excitement while pointing at him.

He stared at it for a while wondering how it was going to fit in a certain place but he couldn’t care less right now.

He deliberately spread his legs apart inviting him over with his hooked finger. Yi Chen was a little worried Zi Han would back down but to his surprise, he was still so enthusiastic.

In his naked glory, he climbed onto the bed and the two began to make out passionately kissing, sucking, licking, and biting while Yi Chen cupped their members together in his hand stroking them.

The temperature in the room increased significantly as the sweet scent of lust spread all over. “Babe.... ah... relax for me, okay?” whispered Yi Chen as he grasped his member and applied copious amounts of lube on it before pressing its tip on that flower that had already blossomed ready for the plucking.

Zi Han who hadn’t expected that kind of sensation shivered involuntarily as he jerked his body away. Yi Chen wrapped his arms around Zi Han’s thighs and pulled him back while coaxing him to stay put.

Zi Han wanted to retort but before he could put Yi Chen in his place something much bigger than two fingers invaded that place making him gasp for air his nails digging into Yi Chen’s back.